mine isnt really that bad, but here goes:
so I live in this house with 4 other guys, and before the school year started, we all lived on the same floor at rez and shit, and we were all good friends and what not, but one night, after we got drunk and came home at 2am, one of the guys was studying for a midterm, and he was still awake, and he was chill to talk for a bit, like whatever. but then i spilled some WATER on his plastic mat thing for rolling chairs, and i just wiped it with my socks, he gets pissed, whatever i leave his room. Me and my other friend go chill in my room, start playing some music, a minute later, he charges in, rips my cord out, acts like a total douche. But i knew this guy was always a little off, like the way he thinks when we talk about stuff, how he puts things together... just a little bit regular. So the music is now playing from my computer speakers, he comes in a bit after, just charges me, and tries to strangle me. The whole time i was just thinking... uhhh wtf is this kid doing??? like i made some chirp about his grades or something, and he just goes total roid rage. My other buddy and one of the gf's pull him off, get him out, like everyone is screaming at him saying wtf and all that. so the next day, he writes his midterm, then goes straight home, and for the rest of the semester just locked himself in his room. After christmas break, and i knew he would do this too, he just acts as if nothing happened. I havent spoken to him since, because im waiting for this person to apoligize, and from what i gather, he thinks i should apoligize first. Which again, makes me think his brain chemistry is fucked.
the thing is, if he just said sorry and admitted he did something wrong(which he knows he did, why else would he just lock himself in his room for 3 months) it wouldve blown over, I am not really one to hold grudges. but now he just acts awkward, and the more time that passes, the more i just want to knock his shit out. and i was actually the nicest to this kid too, he never cleaned his dishes, cleaned up, did stuff around the house, but i was still okay with him, and now i couldnt care less if he died tomorrow.
also, lately, being away from home and the guys i skate with, i find i really have little motivation to hang out with my friends here, and being with skaters where we chill almost everyday, i just hate how people here consider getting drunk once a week as keeping the friendship going. just pisses me off.
/end rant.
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